Or 'The Grunt', if they'd thought about it. This is Raging Speedhorn's first single, an ugly brick outhouse of a record that cements their reputation further as Corby's finest metal band. Young, meaty and fond of booze, Raging Speedhorn channel their youthful energies into forging a thick tar-black roar that embodies in its uncomplicated construction the Nirvana T-shirted anguish of a late-'90s adolescence in northen England. Napalm Death were never this considerate.
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